in honor of national poetry month and grilled cheese month:
two slices of bread
grilled to a golden brown
hides the molten cheese
Hi! Monkey!
A softer more absorbant world
in honor of national poetry month and grilled cheese month:
two slices of bread
grilled to a golden brown
hides the molten cheese
Hi Monkey! It’s been quite awhile since I visited your page and I hope you managed to stay healthy during the pandemic!
Here’s my haiku ode to one of my favorite hot sandwiches:
Toasted bread and cheese
Add bacon for true delight
Food coma commences
Cute picture!
Hi Monkey!
I just noticed there are no comments for this post; and that is a crime. Grilled cheese deserves better than that, and so do you. I like to create haiku because it forces me to think in new ways. I love grilled cheese because… well I just do. When I was growing up, we were very poor. We lived on things like "government cheese," "government bread," and "government butter." But when you put those few simple things together, you have heaven on earth!
Here is my hastily-thrown together haiku:
searing hot skillet
Wonder bread and Velveeta
magically transformed